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you up to now?

Look what I did to my dolly. I hate you, Davey. I hate you.

Davey, Keith, you're going to be the death of me yet. It's just a dumb old

You watch your tongue. You will apologize to your sister and to Marilla.

know how anyone can sleep with such catawalling now. Go get ready for

on, now.

Oh, Dora, let's see now.

Oh, no.

I think we can fix up Dolly right as rain.

You just hold your breath and count to ten.

There's a good girl.

We're just having a little fun with him.

Serves him right.

He broke my dolly.

That's all right. In my opinion, brothers deserve whatever happens to

What's the matter, Davey?

We let you play, Davey, but you fight like a girl.

You're David Keith, aren't you, huh?

Over at Green Gables, I'd recognize you anywhere.

Playin' hooky, I'd wager.

I got to go into town anyway.

Don't worry.

Brother won't be cross.

Davy, you'll be the death of us.

You're very welcome, Adelaide.

Here, old biddy.

I'm sorry, Marilla.

I suppose it was a bad thing to do.

I want you to understand, if we do wrong, we'll be punished sometime,

somewhere.

You never do nothing wrong, Marilla.

I am more of a foolish old lady than you know.

Run along now, Davy, and get your coat. I've got a whole list of things to do,

so don't dawdle. Oh, Rachel.

Imagine the effrontery of the man coming right up to the front door.

Oh, Rachel, isn't it about time that you buried that old hatchet?

When I bury that hatchet, I'll be underground next to it, that's what.

John Harrison needs some changing of his ways.

Good Lord.

Stevie!

That man would gobble up every piece of land in the county if it was going

cheap. He has no feelings for anyone or anything but his wallet.

Not that you could tell from looking at the scoundrel.

Rachel, I don't know how you think you can change anyone when your own mind is

so set.

Me? Fiddlesticks. I've always believed in letting bygones be bygones.

Well, that's the trouble with you, Marilla. You're just a decent human

People take advantage of your good nature.

Well, that took you long enough, Davy Keith.

I am not making any excuses for you to Hetty King.

You better straighten up and fly right, Davy Keith.

Be careful how you put him on the back of that buggy, huh?

Highway robbery.

Nothing else.

You won't get them any cheaper than that.

Unless you want them warped.

Ah, some of these boys are warped.

Harrison, here she comes.

Hiya. The only woman I know whose tongue could fry bacon.

You better get out of sight.

Lady, come over here.

I see Mr.

Harrison is building again.

Who else's farm did he buy dirt cheap?

I'm sure the money he gypped me out of will keep him in wood for some time.

I didn't gyp me out of nothing.

I bought your farm first where it wasn't worth a dollar more.

Ha!

Navy, get down out of there and get your bottom tan butt good.

You took advantage of a grieving widow and don't think I'll ever forget it.

Archie, I'm here for some solid oak boards to fix the front hall.

Come with me, Rachel.

That woman has the memory of an elephant.

And that's not the only thing the two of them have got in common.

Good morning, Rachel.

Now, where's that Davy?

He's outside.

I need eyes in the back of your head for that one.

Davy, get in here!

What can I do for you, Rachel?

Marilla hasn't been herself lately. Not that she'd let on, of course.

Davy, don't touch. Hands behind your back.

Do you have any of that Harley's tonic, Elvira?

I heard it did wonders for Burt Potts. But far be it for me to tell Marilla

anything. That'll be 25 cents, Rachel.

A more stubborn woman was never born.

She couldn't wait for me to fix it.

She had to fix it herself.

Davey, go and see if Marilla's outside.

Tell her I'm putting on some tea.

you go back outside that door and come in here like a human being, not a

Mrs. Lynn, it's Marilla. She's not born. She's hurt.

What? Marilla, she's lying.

Run as quick as you can and get Dr. Blair.

Did you hear me? No, Davey!

Help! I need Dr. Blair!

Where is he?

He's in lockdown.

Nobody's got to help! It's Marilla!

Hurry, Heather.

Dr. Blair's on his way, and you'll be fine. Just fine.

Good night.

Hurts my eyes.

I want to talk to you.

Hold my hand now.

Don't you worry, Marilla.

I'm not going anywhere.

And neither are you.

Stand fast.

You just think about all those things we've got to do around here.

Not to mention taming those two wild hellions.

You're my very best friend.

And you're my good friend.

Take the children out.

Marilla Cuthbert was the most generous, unselfish person that I've ever known.

We were neighbors and best friends for 45 years.

And we never had a quarrel.

I have lost my best friend.

And I don't know what I'm going to do.

Eddie?

Stand here with me.

Just for a little while.

There's that now, Rachel.

We'll bring her back, you know.

Davy Keith. Now you wash your hands and your face before you leave this room.

Let's go in.

They're here to see you, you know. If only I hadn't gone out.

Oh, Rachel, that's nonsense.

It could happen any time, anywhere, to any of us.

I always wanted to be the first to go.

And I was prepared.

But not Marilla. Oh, no, she wouldn't hear a word about it.

Not even when I could have gotten her a sail on a coffin, two for the price of

one. Rachel!

Those poor children.

First they lose their parents and now Marilla.

Oh, Janet, Rachel can cope.

Rachel Lynn does not have a maternal bone in her body.

Oh, I don't know. Parents, you said, children of her own.

And where are they now, Janet?

Hetty, what am I going to do about the children? I just can't handle them.

Oh, yes, you can.

You'll be fine when you're more composed, when you calm yourself.

I wish their blasted Uncle Willie would show up. He is, after all, a blood

relation. They'd be better off with him.

Come on, Dora, eat something.

You'll feel better. I always do.

What happens to us?

What do you mean, Davy? You'll stay here, of course.

That's a lie.

Davy, Keith.

I heard Mrs. Lynn talking.

She's going to get rid of us, Dora.

I can hardly believe it.

She never said a word to anyone.

It's just like Marilla.

Even had our cribbage game all lined up like always for Wednesday night when

the old parrot in there would be at her prayer meeting.

I'm real surprised Ann and Gilbert aren't here.

I heard Solicitor Simpkins sent word to the surviving relations.

Things ain't gonna be the same around here without Mr.

Cuthbert.

I don't suppose you'll be welcome around here anymore?

With Rachel Linden in charge?

Not bloody likely.

Dr. Blythe?

Sorry to see you under such circumstances, Mr. Gillis.

Rachel's inside.

Gilbert. Gilbert.

Where's Ann?

Gilbert.

Rachel.

I wish I'd made it to the service.

Where's Anne?

Anne's been ill with scarlet fever.

She's just getting over it.

One of the little ones had it first.

Gracious Gilbert.

Well, perhaps you shouldn't have left her then.

No, she insisted.

She needs to know what happened.

I'm so glad you're here.

Yes, of course. Hello,

Gilbert. Hi.

You again, huh?

Listen here.

Need some nursing, you think you could do it?

No, never done it.

Here.

Stand underneath it.

Right.

Now sit down over there behind you.

Be careful.

Take off your mittens.

Hang on. I'll get the bottle out.

There.

Just that fast.

Hold up there. Hold up there. That's good.

Now you're a good boy, David. Keep the bottle up. That's good.

Christmas, Davy Keith.

Can't a body get some peace and quiet around here?

You just go and wash your hands. Supper will be ready in a minute.

Look at your hair.

You look like you've been pulled through a knot hole backwards.

Now stay still.

No, I've always braided it.

Ow! That feels awful.

Oh, Tora.

What am I going to do with you?

What are you going to do with us?

I heard you say you were going to send us to Uncle Willie.

Well, he is your closest living relative, Davey.

He don't want us.

He had a... He would have come already.

Well, you just let the grown -ups decide what's best.

You run along now and see what's keeping Dr. Blythe with the wood.

You're going to put us out for adoption and I'm really dead?

Don't say things like that.

Well, she is. She's dead.

All right.

Do you want me to stay overnight?

I'll hold the fire.

Just a little laryngitis and so on. Nothing to get

excited about.

I'll just lie down a while.

There it is again.

That twinge.

Twinge? What kind of twinge?

Twinge. Probably nothing.

Would you like us to send for Dr.

Blair? Oh, no.

What could he do, anyway?

Eddie, you've been upset, and you probably just have a little indigestion.

Indigestion? It would be ridiculous.

Acute laryngitis, called by indigestion.

I didn't say that, Hedy.

Funny.

Rachel said that Marilla had been harmed with weather, much the same sort of

thing, before she... Hedy, it was Marilla's heart, not laryngitis.

I'll be upstairs.

I know.

Davy? Mrs. Lent, if you do a terrible thing, does God always punish you?

Sooner or later, yes. Why?

Well, I think that's why he took Marilla away.

Davy, whatever are you talking about?

It's because I was bad.

Oh, Davy.

Davy. It wasn't your fault.

It's nobody's fault. It's just... Well, the way things are.

I'll never be bad again, Mrs. Flynn.

I'll never tease Dora, or take her dolly, or tie her to the tree up back,

frogs in your bed, or nothing.

Yeah.

Now, you just run along and get ready for bed, and I'll be right in.

I took the liberty of putting some whiskey in this.

Doctor's orders.

Simplest cure for sleeplessness.

I'm sorry, Gilbert.

You have your own troubles.

Merle always thought of you as she would her own son.

She was so pleased when you and Anne finally came to your senses.

Rachel, Anne and I would like to make it very clear to you.

Get sure to stay on at Green Gables as long as you want.

Thank you, Gilbert.

This is a most unfortunate situation, Mrs. Lind.

Marilla Cuthbert had been to see me about drawing up a will, but she died

the document was signed and executed.

What? Therefore, the property of Green Gables and its contents are rightfully

inherited by my client, the McNeils of New Brunswick, who, as these documents

attest... are the deceased only living next of kin.

Yes, I'm aware of that, but certainly Anne must have some say in this.

She was more than a ward. She was like a daughter to Marilla.

Isn't that next of kin, if anything is?

Well, certainly more than these McNeils.

No.

No, there is no will.

Yes, I realize that.

I understand.

No, I heard Mr. Simpkin is trying to locate the children's uncle.

Out west.

She was adopted by Marilla.

And what would farmers from away be wanting with green gables?

I heard they aim to sell.

You would have thought Marilla would have left her affairs in order.

What's that?

Clarifax, what do you mean?

No, Will.

Let's hope he puts up a good fight.

Hope he's got a darn good lawyer.

Once lawyers are involved, it costs money.

But it's Green Gables. It's got to be worth it to them.

So it is, Mrs. Lawson.

I am wiring to let you know that my dearest friend Marilla Cuthbert has

passed away.

Quite distressed that Green Gables is to be sold and I may need

some...

Fini... Fini... I'm sorry, Mrs. Linda. I can't read your writing.

Financial. Pardon me?

Financial! Oh, I may need some financial help.

You know, your art in the rain sure look a lot alike.

Your mother... Make that fondly your dear

mother. Oh, fondly your dear mother.

And here's the address.

My son, Thomas Lind, in Prince Albert, Saskatchewan.

Can't just sit around here doing nothing.

I'll go right round the bend if I even start to think about it.

I'm no jellyfish, but I can't help feeling cast adrift. I promise you,

this farm will not be sold to a stranger.

Now, Anne and I have some savings and some bonds that could be cashed.

We'll buy it ourselves, and you'll stay here.

Now, I'm going to Charlottetown to speak to a solicitor, and I'll be back as

soon as I can.

Davy, what are you doing skulking around?

That man's out there again.

He's the one you're skulking.

Aunt Hattie, what are you doing?

I'm adjusting my last will and testament.

You're... Why?

Because Marilla Cuthbert took too long to settle her affairs, that's why.

Oh, and now, look at poor Rachel.

I'll not let that happen in my house. Now, Sarah, Rose Cottage is for you, and

that's that.

Would you mind if I left the...

Silver T -shirt, Mr. Felicity.

She'd know how to care for it so much better than you. You understand.

It's ridiculous.

Sarah.

The house isn't sold yet, Mr. Simpkins. Kindly remove yourself from the

premises. I have a prospective buyer for Green Gables, Mrs. Lynde.

He's definitely interested in purchasing the place, but he'd like to look over

the property. Not so long as I draw breath, you two -faced son of a bee.

One minute you're working for Marilla, and the next you're selling her house

from under her. Rachel, please.

Yes, of course, Mr. Simpkin.

I should tell you that I am also interested in purchasing Green Gables.

Well, that's fine, Dr. Blythe.

My client would like to close this deal as soon as possible.

I expect that once he inspects the property, he'll make an offer.

And how much time would that give me?

48 hours.

Don't worry, Rachel.

I intend to do this.

Who is this client of yours, Mr. Simpkin?

Your neighbor, Mr. Harrison.

What do you want?

You money -grubbing worm of a man. How dare you buy Green Gables when Marilla

Cuthbert is barely cold in her grave. You ought to be horsewhipped.

Hey, wait a bloody minute. Don't try to deny it. First it was my farm. I have

bogies to the hilt. You're like a buzzard, swooping around trying to pick

bones. Make mighty tough eating.

The property's for sale, isn't it? That anyone's got a right to put an offering

on it.

Anyone with an ounce of decency or common sense would realize that Marilla

want Green Gables to go to Anne Shirley.

Oh, but what would you know about doing the right and proper thing for people?

You've never given a fig for anyone in this entire town. Why, Thomas and I

worked our... I've taken just about enough in the air over the years for you

telling people that I did get the right price for your farm. I'd buy Green

Gables just to spite you, Rachel, and hear her words at people's if they were

bricks.

away. I don't want to leave, Davey.

Ain't no use.

Somebody listens to us.

Davey, they only listen to you when you get in trouble.

Wait a minute.

What do you mean, Felix?

I want to know.

Oh, Hetty, what am I going to do?

My son Thomas is sending me $20.

Oh, $20.

You better face it, Rachel, that boy Thomas never did have the sense of

Where did I go wrong?

It's his wife.

She's turned him against me, that's what.

He hopes everything will turn out.

Ha!

I won't impose myself on them, even if that old skin -flint Harrison is going

buy green cables and leave us all homeless.

Rachel, shh, calm down.

I won't let it happen. He'll find out who he's got to deal with.

You're giving me a headache.

Be a rational woman.

Your tongue's forever wagging there ahead of your wits.

I'm no fool, Hetty King.

Thanks so much for your support.

Got the damper set.

Leave me, Davey. Mr. Harrison won't buy it if it's not worth it.

I wish he was dead instead of Marilla.

Leave it to Grunoff's to really make a mess of things.

Don't saw them all the way, Davey. I know.

We've got to hurry. Mrs. Little's back.

And Mr. Sim can too.

You know, Davey, if you want something done, you've got to use your head.

Here they come.

If you think you've accomplished anything with this silly trick, you can

assured that Mr. Harrison doesn't care a whip about the house.

He's a farmer.

He wants the land for his sheep.

And I have a notion to charge you with malicious mischief. Don't you bully

children, Theodore Simpkin.

Now, I understand that the house does not belong to me.

And I am willing to move, if and when the time comes.

But as long as I am here, I have my rights.

And so do these children.

They did the only thing they knew.

to prevent their home from being sold.

I have no alternative, Mrs. Lynn, but to evict you and them from this house

before you cause any more damage.

And as for these troublemakers, the McNeils have generously offered their

to Dora Keith.

And they will find a good home for the boy.

Good day, Mrs. Lynn.

I don't know what that man could be thinking, buying green gables out from

Rachel. Be careful now. He and Marilla were such good friends.

Now look how he's behaving.

You can put it right down over there, Bert.

I've got a good mind not to serve Harrison next time he comes to the mill.

Man's got a short memory.

After all Marilla did for him after his wife died?

I remember the time we stuck young Jamie Harrison up in the roof of the old ice

house. Well, isn't he afraid of heights?

It was Marilla who had the darn wall climb up there and bring him down. Never

said a word about it. Well, maybe she should have.

There are a few things I need, Mrs. Lawson.

Harrison, we want a word with you about Green Gables. That's my business.

We figured we had a right to have our say.

Poor Mrs. Lind.

Don't talk to me about poor Mrs. Lind. Now look, Rachel may have her faults,

but... We all have our faults. And you're going to serve me, aren't you?

Harrison, I never used to put much stock in Rachel's stories about you.

Until now.

You haven't given one thought to where Rachel and those children are going to

live. I don't care where she lives. She can go to you -know -where in a

handbasket for all I care.

I don't know what Marilla Cuthbert ever saw in that old grouch.

Evicted.

Marilla would kill me if she knew what a mess I'd made of things.

Oh, Felix King.

I know.

It was a terrible idea.

I just thought somebody had to help them, and nobody was doing anything.

Oh, I've been completely foolish, Rachel.

Eddie?

Gilbert Blythe.

What are we able to do in Charlottetown?

Well, I can get 50 % of the money.

That's all I can beg, borrow or steal, Miss King.

It's just not enough.

It's going to break Anne's heart that we've lost.

We've not lost yet, my boy.

Sarah, Felix, Davy, Dora.

There is work to be done.

Now, we're going to call a meeting.

Of those who know what Marilla Cuthbert really would have wanted.

We can't accept charity, Miss King.

Now, Gilbert, who said anything about charity?

If a bank can arrange a mortgage, why can't a town?

The town of Avonlea, I mean.

Order. Order, everyone.

Thank you, Felix.

You know why we're all here, I'm sure.

Marilla Cuthbert's last wish was to leave Green Gables to Gilbert and Anne

Blythe, I'm sure. But I fear that her wishes may not be respected unless we do

something about it.

Gilbert.

Well, I've managed to raise about 50 % of the money necessary to purchase Green

Gables.

What I'm asking you to consider is the loan to make up the outstanding balance

Now I guarantee that I will pay each and every one of you back as soon as

possible

Gilbert and Rachel, they're hoping that you'll be able to make a promise to them

to support their purchase of Green Gables.

Oh, I, for one, have committed my meager savings toward their cause, as

have my sisters, Olivia Dale and Alec and Janet King.

Well, who will be next?

Archie Croswell, don't they?

Oh.

Oh, very good.

Wonderful.

Mr. Simpkins, we'd like to make an offer to purchase Green Gables. And you can

tell that to John Harrison.

I'm afraid you're too late.

Too late?

The purchase of the property of Green Gables was closed at noon.

What?

I'm sorry.

I don't know what else to do.

I'll find another solicitor. I'll challenge the McNeil's claim to the

Gilbert, we've done all we can.

I think you should go home to Anne right now. I'm worried sick about her.

Thank you for everything you tried to do.

And you too, Hetty.

Rachel, I still can't believe it.

You're welcome to stay here, you know that.

In fact, of course, you must stay here. Thank you, Hetty.

But what about Davy and Dora?

I'm going to lose them.

Why would he listen to you and not me?

Because I'm a man.

Who's that?

Oh, it's Felix King, sir.

What do you want, Felix?

Well, I know that you and him must comfort pretty well.

And you may not realize how much Mrs. Lynn means to us all.

Another country heard from, huh?

What? Mr. King, Mrs. Lynn is the most annoying woman I know.

She's a confirmed old busybody.

That's the truth. I believe in telling the truth.

But... Mr. Harrison, you don't understand.

They'll take Daisy and Dora away, and it'll be all your fault. See?

What did I tell you? Come on, Dora.

Daisy, where are you going? But you're not telling the whole truth, Mr.

Harrison. You're only telling the disagreeable part, just like Mrs. Lynn.

Don't compare me with the likes of that old gossip.

All gone, Hilda.

Come on.

Daisy, come back here.

Oh, great.

Our home is always open to you.

I will.

Give my love to Anne and the children.

I will.

I'll be in touch with you soon.

Goodbye, Gilbert.

What's the matter? Mr. Harrison!

What happened?

With your leg in that condition, Mr. Harrison, you won't be up and around too

soon.

I'd say at least a week bed rest.

I've got a farm to run, my boy.

Well, if you expect to run that farm for very long, you'll do as I say.

Or lose the leg.

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

I'll be downstairs.

Mr.

Harrison?

What were you doing out there?

Me and Dora was running away.

Running away?

They're going to split us up because you got the house.

I wish you was dead, Mr. Harrison.

I didn't mean for it to really happen.

I just wanted me and Dora to be together.

Oh,

heavy. Remember this?

Oh, Lyle Trent's wedding.

Marilla's dance card. All the dances are filled.

John Lyle.

Mrs. Lynde.

Get away, you dreadful old skinflint.

Now, Rachel, calm yourself.

Go on, sit in the parlor.

If you know what's good for you, John Harrison, you will leave immediately

before I take that crutch and break it over your thick gulf. And don't think

it's going to be easy for you in Avonlea.

People don't take kindly to turning others out of their home.

Rachel, calm yourself.

It's all water under the bridge now, you know. You wouldn't be saying that if we

were talking about King Farm. Well, we're not talking about King Farm.

If you two would just stop your tongues from wagging for one blessed minute.

I should have listened to what the young ones were trying to tell me.

Davey Keith wants to stay here with Dora.

Stay they will.

So you can do as you like, Rachel Lynn.

All one to me.

Now, what in the name of Pontius Pilate does that man mean?

I know in the past you and I have had our differences, Mr. Harrison. I'm a

terribly outspoken person.

I'm known for it.

Well, I've been accused of the same, Mrs. Linden.

Marilla would know what to say to you.

I'm at a loss for words.

Well, that's a first.

Well, if that's the way things are...

You may like to live in that run -down rat trap that you call a farmhouse, but

we do not.

As the new owner of Green Gables, there's the matter of the front hall. It

to be repaired before somebody breaks their neck.

And the kitchen needs a new coat of paint, smoke damage, and that pump...

wouldn't happen to know how to play cricket, would you, Mrs. Lynn?

I am a master, Mr. Harrison.

Taught Marilla everything she knew about the game.

Don't say.

Oh, now the kitchen needs a good cleaning, Mrs. Lynn.

I'll get to the stairs when I get to them. There'll be no cribbage around

until the stairs are fixed, Mr. Harrison.